Post by DMITREI ELRIC on Mar 11, 2012 2:34:04 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 476px; height: 702px; background-image: url(http://i881.photobucket.com/albums/ac12/skelitten/Background/frame-1.jpg)] whoa, mona lisa, you're guaranteed to run this town. whoa, mona lisa, i'd pay to see you frown. say what you mean, tell me i’m right, and let the sun rain down on me. give me a sign, i wanna believe. — panic at the disco, the ballad of mona lisa T his whole thing was incredibly stupid. Why had he even been invited? And then, to top things off since they clearly weren't bad enough, he hadn't even been assigned a bloody date! What was this blasphemy?! If he had known he was going to be so disrespected and ignored, he would have just stayed his ass at home! He could be spending time with his siblings! Or, better yet, working! But no, he was invited to the most dumb ass event on the planet! Times like these made him miss the battlefield, made him happy he was Kresmirian. Because he didn't have to put up with such bullshit in Kresimir. Dmitrei was fairly certain that he was only here because they needed to invite someone from Kresimir and no one else wanted to come. And that really made his blood boil. Was that all he was worth? Honestly, sometimes people didn't think things through. He could be defending his town against street scum, but instead he was here bored out of his mind! Dmitrei groaned and stomped out of his room and didn't stop until he gulped down a lungful of fresh night air. He sighed, feeling somewhat better but still like punching something. Just not as hard. He pissed about being here, but also about having to be here alone. It wouldn't be as insufferable if he had company, but for now he would have to find a way to amuse himself for a few day s . tags, anyone!. words, |
notes, crappy start, i know >.>.
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| [atrb=border,0,true] — by ayu |
